Walk With Me

Mist on the windows
shadows on the walls,
whispers in the night
from far away jaws

Softer are my cries
lighter my steps,
sinking ever deeper
into the depths

Thoughts of childhood
haunt my dreams,
my mothers waiting
eyes, are a gleam

The four walls close in
containing my pains,
hiding from the world
as it steadily gains

Thoughts turn to lists
that will never realise,
choosing to look backwards
at the love's that wont die

Memory's comforts
take me back home,
to places I wandered and
where hope lived to roam

my tears have dried up
a smile back on my face,
I'm ready for the journey
that I'll take into grace

my love will live on
in thoughts and words,
in each of you I leave
a song never heard

The walkabout girl
from down under below
has to leave you all here
within this golden glow

I no longer fear
what's coming for me,
I've repented my soul
my minds flowing free

The beauty and wonder
I've carved in my heart,
Is a gift for my God
my life's work of art

I give up to the stars
my pain and heartache,
to the universe at large
a love that wont break.

Always and forever
on infinitesimal sighs,
I will cherish each day
right to the day I die.

Don't cry for a loss
there isn't one,
death cant defeat
what's already won.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Goff Avatar
January 22, 2017 at 10:18 AM
Jayne, a delight to find you in my fave poets & arrive at this redemptive inspiration! each line encourages & fuels growth...love it! jim
Melugin Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 3:24 AM
Wonderfully written by a wonderful poet! Love, Chuck
Callus Avatar
October 15, 2016 at 3:09 PM
Wow such an inspired write, Jayne! I hope that when my turn comes to walk in your footsteps, and across the river to pastures new, I will do it with your grace and fortitude! Stopped by to let you know that you are not forgotten:) Warm regards...paul
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